Watching the Classic Air Show with Dad
Dad opens a second pair of aviators and hands them to me in a silent paternal […]
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Dad opens a second pair of aviators and hands them to me in a silent paternal […]
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Relax, be comfortable. You are among friends. Close your eyes, but open your ears, for this
I. The wind and trees are writing ballads for Sunday’s disquietude. I think of Cat Stevens
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Paul walked through the neighborhood of small, wood frame houses in the early morning light.
Laura sits on the back porch steps, waiting in the dark after dinner
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‘Christmas Day is in our grasp so long as we have hands to clasp Christmas Day
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